Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Harvey looked at the outpost battle report sent in real time on the teleportation array, frowned and said nothing.

"Sir, why not send me to the front line to reinforce Pierce and the others?" Egno of the mixed elf tentatively suggested.

He had been in Alaya and several wizard kingdoms in the past, and sometimes he would risk serving as a spell consultant for the noble lord or spellcaster organization, with some small-scale combat experience.

Reiner was also eager to try, "Sir, I can also go to the front line to reinforce. As long as I get a few beetle ore, I will find a way to stare at the giant beasts to death..."

Harvey shook his head with a wry smile. Asdaren's alchemy body is an auxiliary type. Its power is too low and it is impossible to use the energy beam of beetle ore to attack. Reiner can barely activate it, but it is also inevitable that it will be overheating and downtime.

There are currently less than 200 regular soldiers left in the territory, and they are already a little short of being responsible for internal and external patrols and public security. Although more than 300 reserve militias have been recruited urgently recently, it will take some time to complete their basic training.

Moreover, the output of his own magic guns and magic bullets cannot meet the supply of one thousand combat troops in a short period of time.

It is unrealistic to send Reiner or Egno to reinforce the front line. The evil orcs will not only have one spellcaster, and they cannot always let people in the territory who are responsible for important work fill in the front line to participate in the battle.

"Renner, you immediately reply to Pierce and ask in detail about the evil orc caster who appeared on the battlefield. If they don't know, they must find a way to get its information immediately."

Harvey paused and continued, "It must be confirmed that the other party is indeed a deceased spellcaster, and the giant beasts that appear on the battlefield are indeed its undead corpse puppet..."

Reiner nodded and immediately went to reply to Pierce.

The reason why Harvey did this is because he already had a preliminary support combat plan in his mind. Although it was a bit whimsical, if it could be implemented successfully, it would become his powerful killer weapon in the future.

His plan is to lock the opponent's positioning magic pattern in the magic net, and then Harvey himself enters the magic net, and directly smash the opponent's magic pattern with an energy beam to achieve a super long-distance kill across the space plane.

The most difficult thing about this plan is how to lock the other party's positioning through the Magic Net.

But if the other party is sure to be an alien undead spellcaster, it will be easy to solve in Harvey's opinion.

The undead spell caster has a close spiritual connection with his undead creation, and no one knows this better than Harvey. The mental power of manipulating living zombies or sewing zombies is the masterpiece of the undead mage after all.

Then it is not difficult to find a way to reversely lock the caster target through the opponent's undead creations and follow their spiritual connections.

Harvey only needs to simply modify the contact instrument of the Magic Net Forum - Magic Brain, and retain the positioning array and information transmission inscription.

...

Pierce came to the fortress again to observe the corpse puppet beasts below. He watched them wandering back and forth in a very disgusting manner, and grabbed the dead evil orc corpses on the ground with his huge palms and stuffed them into the entrance. chew and swallow.

Last night, he asked several veterans to sneak out of the fortress while taking advantage of the night to snatch the bodies of several comrades and companions who died not far away. Although it was a bit incomplete, it was better to be eaten by this disgusting giant monster. It's better to drop.

Asdaren has confirmed in accordance with Lord Harvey's instructions that there are indeed one or more evil orc priests in the evil orc tribe on the other side, and they are undead spell casters.

The dozen giant beast corpse puppets that surrounded them outside the outpost fortress could not have appeared suddenly one night. They must have been sent here to participate in the battle after the other party was transformed and created in advance, in an attempt to reverse the situation on the battlefield.

The siege of the outpost fortress would not make Pierce anxious at all. Asdaren has built a transportation array in the fortress. As long as the production and supply of the territory is provided, a steady stream of logistics supplies will be delivered safely within the fortress.

But more and more evil orc tribes gathered on the other side. If the outpost is always besieged, waiting for the evil orcs to cross the outpost to approach the empty territory, is what Pierce really worried about.

"Find out a way to use dead corpses as bait to let those giant beasts swallow this thing." Asdaren handed over with a metal sphere engraved with countless small inscriptions.

Pierce subconsciously took it and found that the fist-sized sphere could be twisted and disassembled. There was also a miniature precision magic array pattern inside, and a magic stone was embedded separately to provide energy for it.

"This is... Isn't this Lord Harvey's magic network teleportation array?" Pierce studied with Asdaren for a long time, and he didn't know anything about magic knowledge.

Asdaren smiled slightly and explained, "Our adult has a genius creative idea again. He wants to complete a silent long-distance sniper. How to operate it specifically, we just need to wait and see the results. .”

Pierce turned to order the soldiers without any suspicion.

"Go to the logistics and catch two fat pigs..."

...

The evil orc camp across the valley, in a huge camp with crimson flags hanging.

The evil orc leader wearing a golden crown pinched a wine glass made of a human skull and sat on a fur chair and swallowed the wine in the glass.

"Priest, when can we smash that damn stone turtle shell built by humans?" The language of the evil beastman is very similar to the language of the demons, with short sentences and a paused tone.

The old priest wore a strange high crown with four black bird feathers on his head. He squinted his eyes and was silent for a moment before slowly answering: "Why smash it? Surround them and starve them to death."

He looked up at the leader, with a trace of worry in his eyes, "I don't know why humans have so many magic weapons. Too many of our people have been killed and injured."

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The leader slammed the wine glass on the armrest of the chair and said angrily: "That's why I want revenge. Let your corpse monster attack. Don't delay any longer."

The old priest stared at the leader and looked at him for a moment, until the other party couldn't stand the pressure and turned his head slightly.

The priests were sent by the royal court to assist the tribes, big and small. Although the leaders had absolute power in the tribes, they had no way to force them.

"Don't forget, our goal is not revenge, but the human kingdom and land in the southern border..."

The priest stood up after saying this lightly, and walked out of the tent with staggering steps.

As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly shook all over, and then began to tremble violently, his legs softened and fell to the ground.

Immediately, the guards on both sides rushed over and turned the old priest's body over and laid flat.

The evil orc leader was stunned, and also rushed forward, muttering in his mouth: "Old thing, is he going to die?"

The old priest's eyes bulged blood red, and the skin of his head was covered with hideous blue-red blood vessels. He kept making hoarse sounds, as if his neck was pinched by an invisible hand.

"Go find a witch doctor!" The leader kicked the guards beside him, and leaned over to get close to the trembling old priest.

"I have sent someone to invite the witch..."

Before he finished speaking, the old priest's swollen head suddenly exploded with a bang, and blood mixed with scarlet brain matter sprayed all over his head and face.